771: C771 Nine Gates and Three Gate(part Iii)

C771 Nine Gates and Three Gate(part Iii)

Article 771. Nine gates Trials (Lower)

Qin Sheng walked for a long time in the passage of the gate of spirit before he finally arrived at a altar.

It was different from the first stage. The altar here was very clean, and there was no smell of blood.

This altar was very simple and crude. There were a few broken Talisman stuck on it, but it didn't emit any elemental energy or blood energy. He estimated that there wasn't much power left.

"Gugugu ~ ~"

The ugly and unpleasant crow appeared out of thin air again. It raised its head proudly and said, "Kid, choose a card. Be careful and choose. If you are unlucky enough, you can stay here and accompany me forever. "

"Kakaka ~ ~"

The ugly crow let out ear-piercing laughter. Its teeth were rotten, and its laughter was leaking out. It sounded really unpleasant.

Hearing this, Qin Sheng's gaze fell on the altar, and there were three cards placed on it.

These cards were made of metal, and they actually spat out a layer of Mithril, isolating themselves from the detection of the Soul Points. No matter how big or small the three cards were, the rune and the material they were made of were exactly the same.

"Rumble. . . "

Qin Sheng released the yellow spring fire, and his eyes emitted an illusory green flame. His vision increased by countless times, but he still could not see what was different about the cards.

Seeing this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but frown.

How should he choose? Looking at the crow's meaning, if he chose wrongly, he might fall into an irrecoverable situation.

"Croak, croak, croak ~ What heteropyrexia is this?" The crow was very frightened. It looked at the yellow spring fire in Qin Sheng's eyes from afar and actually dodged.

"Are you afraid?" Qin Sheng asked.

The crow screamed, "Stay away from me!"

Qin Sheng's expression changed. He circulated the Python Purple Lightning Formula and turned it into a afterimage. In an instant, it arrived at the crow's body. In front of him, the crow looked as if it had seen a ghost. It wanted to escape.

"You are the ghost! Why are you running away?" Qin Sheng smiled faintly and said, "Come back. Let's have a good talk. "

"I don't want to. . . Get lost!" The crow wanted to turn into a black fog and escape.

However, Qin Sheng's speed was even faster, and he didn't hesitate to break through to the invigorated nine meridians. The Two Saint Level Yuan Meridians within his body was as dazzling as two dragons, causing the crow's heart to tremble.

Qin Sheng stretched out his Dragon-Confining Hand, and it was covered with a thick layer of yellow spring fire. Then, he grabbed the crow.

"Crackle. . . "

The temperature of the yellow spring fires wasn't very high, but they could burn anything in the world. This was especially true for supernatural beings like ghosts, cows, and snakes. They were natural enemies.

"Quack, quack, let me go!" Large patches of the crow's feathers were burned away. It had been dead for ten thousand years. It had become a long nectarine, but its feathers hadn't decayed. It could be seen how powerful its feathers were. When it encountered the yellow spring fire, it almost turned into a bald skeleton Crow in an instant.

Bang!

Qin Sheng casually threw the crow onto the ground and said in an indifferent tone. "Let me ask you, what do these three cards mean?"

The crow suppressed the yellow spring fire. However, it realized that the yellow spring fire could not be suppressed at all, and could only slow down its destruction.

"Take this heteropyrexia back first, or else. . . "

"Hmph!" Qin Sheng coldly snorted and said, "You don't have the qualifications to negotiate with me. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Sheng stretched out another strand of yellow spring fire.1

The crow was calcined by the yellow spring fire and rolled all over the ground, begging for mercy.

"Teenage, spare me. I am only a nectarine. I have cultivated for thousands of years to have some of my current strength. " Crow screamed in pain, "I will tell you everything I know!"

This crow actually had some sagacitys. It was just that it was probably related to the work in his previous life. It had accumulated over the years to become an instinct.

"Speak!" Qin Sheng was very cold. He knew that this crow nectarine was only an instinct to survive. All of its words were an instinct from his previous life.

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